Some nights I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights I wish they'd just fall off
- Fun. Some Nights

Last night bf and I did a Scavenger Dash in downtown Tempe, which is essentially a very freakin long scavenger hunt.  We spent 3.5 hours running down clues and then doing challenges like passing a balloon filled with glow bracelets over a volleyball court and getting it over the net (at which point I was rude like, "just give it to me!") and decoding street names (at which point bf stopped at "M" and decided the word was "Mill" and only 40 minutes of runnin-in-circles later discovered it was, in fact, McKemy).  And, he made me run the whole damn time except when I could create enough confusion of direction in his mind to cause a pause for re-strategizing.  In all, we ran about 7 miles, and I have to say my ass really hurts today.  I am certain it's because he made me run FAST, as opposed to VERY SLOW which is my normal pace.  And as it turned out, there were no fabulous prizes at the end, which was a big disappointment (do I need to clarify that in no way did we come close to winning this event?).  But, we are still a couple as of this morning, which speaks well for our teaming skills under duress.